Saturday, January 16, 2010

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Do not Look Back in Anger

Perhaps it is time to say it.

Do we want to move back to Sweden? Mostly we want. Periodically, I get kind of homesick that I lose my breath.

Would I move back to Hille / Gavle? Never in hell.

Now and then asked it from different directions - discreetly and with an effort not to nag - when we are moving home and having children. In the case of children, the answer is "maybe never". I was going to express this in your own little couplet:

About Children.


Mel. Everyone can not love all doing the world (Dr. Artichoke Turns To - HasseåTage)

Everyone can not love the kids doing the world.
Among others I have been particularly hard to fake it.
Children Longing is tämmeligen normal, yes it is.
But especially rare is the course with me, you know.

The first toffle I saw so heel is not in stock.
toffle The second I saw it was as quiet.
I foundered for several years well listened upon stock.
Besides that if kids have not heard a peep.

Not a peep.
Not a peep.
think that it can be so dry in there in one's bosom.

Your children are cute enough and enough pretty good law.
I have, in fact, none of that need.
you praying me I change a diaper or wearing them.
But do not have any one niomånars uthållsprov.

About moving home.






What?

saying it might now. Vanudå? What is wrong with Hille nuda?

And I believe it is: Your Hille's not my Hille.

Your Hille is childhood summers, tobogganing evenings, Backe-party and family.

My Hille is the most traumatic place I had to stay at. Somewhere where I was born outcast, and then it was all downhill. I still get anxiety the yellow brick houses. No matter how much I love you - you - I hate Hille.

I hate 90% of the people in Hille, or the memory of the 90% of the people in Hille. For you, Hille-dwellers friends. Like-minded, funny and warm people who share your interests and your child's school. For me, a fucking Hille-nest of narrow-minded, cultural solve, violent assholes with narrow minds and ugly, contorted faces.

If I had 24 hours to evacuate me to you - my loved ones - the new, nice house in another part of Gästrikland and then allowed to press a button that hunters Mnara the Hille-shit with the soil so it would be the best day of my life. I would burn everything and salty soil and leave left a sign saying: "Here lay Hille. Hell on Earth and härbärje of Satan's own offspring. "

It struck me recently that you have not understood this. That you expect that I will move back to Hille one day.

Maybe we'll move back to Sweden one day - that we would like (but not as long as it is fucking shit Reinfeldt and control). But Hille? Not as long as I can defend myself. I'll be sure to have a cyanide capsule in his back pocket as I can about the circumstances ever force me back to Hille.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Glory Holes In Orlando Area

Sex, Lies and the lock-keeper cottages - The Lutheran hair shirt from Laura Ashley's collection: "Hypocrite"

It seems that Swedish newspapers missed this. And of course, Robinson is a reality show for the Swedish mediakunsumenten, but it still surprised, given how much sex, power and money that occurs in the this story.

Imagine this:

You're nineteen years old. Your father and only surviving parent, is to death. He asks a family friend - who happens to be one of the country's parliament and the municipality's strong personality, a self-appointed moral guardians and strongly pronounced Christian, Lutheran, with a manifesto for Family Policy and the Christian LEFT ; valuations - take care of you and be there for you when he died.

Imagine then that person's interpretation of "taking care of you" means that this forty years, never, get married, person begins a sexual relationship with you, while you are cracked and confused to find you an orphan at the age of nineteen.

As long as you are with this person, you get support and encouragement. You're told that a project as curator of a heritage protected slusskötarstuga, which has become recreational centers, are open and that you should apply for the job. The native opossum strikes some local companies for sponsorship and happens to sit on the board that makes decisions about who should be allocated to the service - and the financing of more than six hundred thousand Swedish stålars, or £ 50,000. The person forgets to declare interests when the board is to vote. Both as to who has shaken up the financing and who is to receive the service.

You're nineteen. You trust this man. You assume that they know the deal and is happy to have a job. Your parents are no longer, and you are too young to be strong in the labor market but for old children's pension - goodbye education. How lucky you are that you have this person who takes care of you.

You get the service and starting work - for some reason, the person in question retained approximately 60.000 stålars for himself, but hey - who ä Are you complaining. You have got a
good job.

To stop sleeping with this man you need on the six hundred thousand (minus 60.000)
who bought up the project and you do not know what applies, but has no choice but to start trying to pay. This person has power, much power. This person has strong personal position as moral guardians - who would believe you?

Sounds like the start of a bad novel?

It is not, it is the reality for one, now tjugårig, guy named Kirk from the Belfast area. Northern Ireland's First Lady, Iris Robinson - described as "a fire and brimstone Laura Ashley dress" and 50% of "The Swish Family Robinson" (a play on the boy's book classic "The Swiss Family Robinson" and a word that means "ostentatious") - Northern Ireland's First Minister, whose two-inducing Because of spending money just outshines of Elena Ceausescu, Imelda Marcos and - did just that described above.

It all came up in connection with a so-called whistleblower (no Swedish counterpart, but in principle a person who raises the alarm about abuses. Think Lex Maria, but for politicians and business leaders) went out with that Iris Robinson failed to notify disqualification, in a history that now have destroyed her political career (Member of Parliament for the area Stang Ford and a member of a legal committee) and ä ; vein husband, because he knew it all but sounded the alarm.

She is already committed, he hangs still in my nails.

A dirty story about how someone used one of independence and yet another example of how religious and moral index fingers are used as a cover for a dirty bottom - but the only one that technically has no possible remedy is not to declare a conflict of interest. But politicians do not live on technicalities alone. Unfortunately, the British politician who lost his seat
in public, an unfortunate tendency to turn up on the boards of banks and major companies in six months after receiving the foot of fulheter. We'll see.

But is there anyone more than me that sees the British Channel 4 to make a drama-documentary about within three months?

And how the hell can you believe it's okay to behave like this? I have seen people go through losing a parent, and even if they were over thirty, forty, fifty, sixty, they have all done outrageous things to their relationships in the context with this. It is sick vulnerable in that position. About the only person you have to turn to think that sex is better than flowers and "Thank you" - well, then it is not so easy for a nineteen year-old to put their borders.

Did I mention that she is stock conservative and anti-gay?

She is the log-conservative and anti-gay.

touch people.

Added: I note that the Swedish Local Newspapers been quicker to pick up on this than dragons.